“What I Remember (28)” – Nayana Nair

As I grew up, whom I hate changed constantly, it changed more frequently than my dream for future roles. Maybe that’s why I was so particular about what I hate and I did it with fervor for the first few years. But as time went on that hatred turned into just another silence – myContinue reading ““What I Remember (28)” – Nayana Nair”

“Black Pond” – Nayana Nair

As I climb,my steps remembered the shoes I once hadthe ones that didn’t hurt so muchand how hands of mine that hacked through themjust to become my own person,some sort of grown-up.I climbed over the yellow soft dressand the light that it caughtjust to get this, this body that looks held togetherbut is not(this bodyContinue reading ““Black Pond” – Nayana Nair”

“Eventual Fall” – Nayana Nair

She just laughed and said“you are not really intelligent,you know that right?”as she packed her bag,making space for her only notebook, with difficulty.I wonder if she really needs all those the things.She is not a careful person,I know that because her list of priorities is horizontal-everything is important, everything is equally dispensable.I hear a songContinue reading ““Eventual Fall” – Nayana Nair”